>Onion Surprise

>Welcome to the jungle at the back of my yard! The wood piles belong to the neighbor behind us. The wildness in the foreground is ours.

We planted very little of this. Most was here fourteen years ago when we bought the house. The jungle growth is stubborn, too. We’ve cut back on the ferns – cut them out almost completely, and they still come back. In small quantities, they’re nice.

Some time in the distant past, someone put in an herb garden. The evidence remains: green onions. I call them walking onions (is that correct? help me out, readers!) because they sprout the tiny bulbs on top that eventually weigh down the stalk. Those bulbs find a home on the soil, send out roots, and start all over again in a new location – hence the “walking” moniker.

Sometimes they get rather large before I find them and harvest. They’re very determined plants – survivors in a rather unfriendly place. They’ll reach for the sun, even when surrounded by backyard jungle cover.

Once in a while I’ll realize I need a little onion for cooking and I’ll remember that I’ve neglected the “crop” back in the jungle. Then it’ll be time to dice these lovely greens and store them in jars in the freezer so I can have fresh(like) seasoning all winter long. Leave the expensive scallions in the grocery store’s produce department; we grow our own, albeit accidentally.

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>Chicken, Spinach, and Tomato Stew

>This is a repeat from last fall. I pulled it out again because we’re really busy right now (translation: not much time to cook) and the spinach is growing like crazy!

Chicken, Spinach, and Tomatoes Served with Spaghetti
2 chicken breasts (I thawed them over the dying coals after cooking on the grill)
2 tsp Dijon mustard
2 packages (8 ounces each) baby spinach, or 1 pound washed and dried fresh spinach leaves
2 cans diced tomatoes, drain liquid
small onion, thinly sliced
1/4 cup diced green pepper
herbs as desired (I used a little fresh basil and thyme)
a splash balsamic vinegar
1 lb spaghetti, or preferred pasta

Thoroughly wash spinach. Place diced chicken in the crockpot. Drop the mustard on top of the chicken. Next, add all the spinach on top of the chicken. Squash it down as needed to make it fit. The spinach will shrink in the cooking process.

Let cook for about 5-6 hours on low. About 20 minutes before serving, fill spaghetti pot with water and set to boil. Open up and drain the cans of diced tomatoes. Dump them into a skillet. Add the balsamic vinegar and onion. Saute until most of the excess liquid is gone (a few minutes). Scoop out the chicken and spinach from the crockpot and add to the tomatoes. Mix it all up and allow to simmer on low while the pasta cooks. Stir often. Add some freshly grated Parmigiano-Reggiano or Feta cheese on top.

My only question: could I do this with fewer pots and pans? One of the great advantages to using a crockpot is having fewer cooking pots to wash. I wonder if the other ingredients (onion, tomatoes, etc.) could simmer in the crockpot with the chicken and the spinach. What do you think, bloggie friends? The spinach will be ready for harvest again soon, so I’ll take your ideas and suggestions.

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>Garden mysteries

>On my to-do list:
Find a trellis or support for the rosebush. I tucked the little crate behind it temporarily, but it looks ridiculous and really doesn’t work. I tried a few things we already have at home and none worked, so I guess it’s time to head to Home Depot.

Now for the next mystery: what is this? I thought I planted morning glories in a nice row next to the trellis on the garage wall. Whatever this is, it’s growing in a clump and looks like beans.

I guess I’ll wait and see what happens. Beans or flowers, I’ll watch the vines grow and hope the rabbits don’t eat then before I find out what’s really growing.

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>To scare a murder of crows

>The first visitor was a rabbit. I chased it out, shored up the fence, and thought all was well. Well, that is, except for the black beans planted right next to the fence opening. They’d been nibbled to the ground.

Next, just as the black beans were showing their little leafy heads above ground again, I found a big guy nicknamed Chuck Wood napping in my garden. After he left, I shored up the chicken wire again and vowed never, never to leave the gate open overnight again. Never.

Later, in the evening of the same day that Chuck visited, I found four crows nibbling on something on or near the pepper plants. Crows! Big ones! They scolded from the next yard as I waved and shouted enough to chase them away.

All right, already!! I’ve had enough! I love wildlife as much as the next eco-warrior, but this is MY GARDEN!! It’s food for my family! It’s my contribution to the family fridge! It’s the fresh organic veggies that will keep all of us healthy as long as the produce it produces may last!

Solution? I’m trying these. Old CDs, Windows 3.11 (isn’t that concept scary in itself?), now hang in the wind. Their shiny and strange reflection may deter those wild ones who might otherwise be attracted by the green goodies growing here.

I used the inner support from an old campaign sign to place a few CDs close to the former rabbit entry.

Maybe now I can weed around the black bean plants — and they might actually come up. Haha. A gardener can dream, a gardener can always dream.

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>Critters. Darn critters.

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I was dragging the hose out toward the garden one warm and dry day when I saw movement behind the tomatoes and beans. Quick movement for an obviously large creature, it was followed by a “bang, bang” as the large furry thing crashed against the chicken wire that surrounds my vegetable plot. The wire fencing gave, then bounced back as the larger-than expected animal threw itself against the wall again and again.

Rabbit? Nope. It was one of these.

Yes, the common and destructive garden woodchuck. This one wasn’t chucking wood. I think I actually interrupted its naptime and caused a bit of panic; they’re usually more nocturnal critters that come out at dusk.

You’re dying to know how I reacted, right? I let out an OMG screech to the tune of “How did you get in there??!!” and then ran in the house to grab La Petite and a camera. By the time we got out there, it had scratched enough of a hole to slide under the fence and escape. I’m glad it got out, despite my lack of Candid Camera documentation. Those teeth were big!

My next challenge is this: shore up the fencing. I think it got in when I forgot to close the gate overnight. Now it’s time to make sure I close the gate (yeah, yeah, yeah) and make sure this enormous rodent (bigger than my bunny Buttercup!!) never finds an entrance again. Begone, Furball!!

The real ones are not this cute, believe me.

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>Garden mistakes and the courage to solve them

>The road to you-know–where is paved with good intentions. In the case of my garden’s Bunny Food section, my good intentions ended up with too little “pavement.” I reuse boards from an old fence and old deck to create stepping stone style walkways. In my quest to plant more in the existing space, I made the walkways too small. That’s the bad news.

The good news is also bad news. I planted two kinds of spinach, but only one came up. See the space between the parsley and the spinach? Weeds and two too-small boards, that’s all. the good news is that left me space to put down a wider walkway. I pulled out the boards that held back the raised beds and placed them over the weeds and dirt.

Now I have more room to walk, more room to kneel while harvesting or weeding, and I don’t have to weed or water the portion under the boards. The boards themselves will keep the bad seeds down. Next year I’ll know better. For now, change is good. Parsley on the left, spinach on the right, stepping “stones” in the middle: it works for me!

Next on the to-do list: harvest lettuce. Salads, tacos, bunny food, or all three?

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>Strawberry Rhubarb Bars: a perfect June snack or dessert

>It’s June. The rhubarb is growing like wild and strawberries are on sale at the farmers’ market. Fresh, local strawberries. Fresh, local (backyard!) rhubarb. What could be better? A recipe for using both.

Strawberry Rhubarb bars
(from Mother Nature Network)

Filling
1 ½ cups fresh or frozen unsweetened rhubarb, cut into 1 inch pieces
1 ½ cups sliced fresh strawberries
1 tbsp lemon juice
½ cup sugar
2 tbsp cornstarch

Crust
1 ½ cups all-purpose flour
1 ½ cups quick-cooking oats
1 cup firmly packed brown sugar
¾ cup butter, softened
½ tsp baking soda
¼ tsp salt

Directions
Combine strawberries, rhubarb and lemon juice in a saucepan and cook on medium heat for 8-10 minutes, stirring occasionally
Add sugar and cornstarch to fruit mixture, bring to boil, and allow to boil a minute or two until sauce thickens
While the strawberry mixture is cooking, combine the crust ingredients and mix with electric mixer until the mixture resembles course crumbs – it will be very dry
Reserve 1 ½ cups of crust mixture and pat down the rest of the crust mixture into a 9×13 pan that has been sprayed with non-stick or greased.
Spread fruit mixture over bottom crust
Sprinkle the rest of crust mixture evenly over the top
Bake in a 350° oven for 30 – 35 minutes until golden brown
Cool completely before eating – if you can wait that long!

I’m already thinking ahead to autumn. I wonder if I could use this recipe to make cranberry-strawberry bars with fresh cranberries and frozen strawberries? My guess is yes.

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>Recession gardening, Victory Gardens, and Family Tales

>Last season, the news was full of a new term: Recession Gardens. Folks across the U.S.A. were figuring out what we backyard gardeners already knew: fresh home grown veggies are inexpensive and delicious, with less risk of contamination in the harvest or shipping process. Whether I call it recession garden or kitchen garden, this plot of soil will produce the produce my family loves.

Mother-In-Law recently shared a story about her childhood in Milwaukee. MIL spent her formative years on Milwaukee’s north side, around 41st Street between Silver Spring and Capitol Drive. They lived in a small house, and her father bought the two lots on either side when the owners were in arrears on their taxes. “He got them cheap!” she told Husband. Using the extra lots, the family started what she refers to as their Victory Farm in the city of Milwaukee.

They grew vegetables, they raised chickens (she remembers having about 500!), and near the back of their extended lots they grew the grain to feed the fowl. She, as the only daughter, canned their produce as it ripened. When they had more than the family needed, she would work out trades with the neighbors and/or the small grocers in the neighborhood. She remembers trading berries she’d canned for a crate of peaches. As she canned the peaches, she threw a few peach pits in the backyard, and (you guessed it!) ended up with two peach trees. As these hardy cold-weather trees began to bear fruit, the family had one more crop of their own.

I’ve read that at one time Victory Gardens produced 40% of the nation’s food supply. That figure seemed rather high at first glance, but if a lot of city families did what my MIL’s family did, 40% could be a realistic estimate. MIL told Husband that the family started their Victory Farmette before WWII, toward the end of the Great Depression. It must have been fairly well established by the time the Victory Garden became the trendy thing to do.

My backyard plot – call it Kitchen Garden, Recession Garden, or just my patch of dirt – won’t come near Victory Garden quantities. I can only hope it’ll grow stories that I can tell my kids when they have kids of their own. Maybe they’ll talk about how their mother liked to play in the dirt all summer long and added home grown spinach to everything they ate!

Enjoy the home-grown and local food, everyone, and keep telling the family tales. That’s the kind of growth and stimulus our country will always need.

This is a compilation of two earlier posts, reworked and revised for Scribbit’s June Write-Away Contest. Her theme is “Food.” Win or lose, growing some of our own food is important to me, so this post is a good fit. Deadline for entries is Sunday, June 21 at midnight Alaska time.

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>Cleaning the classroom

>Last year my class decorated the chalkboard with flowers during the last few weeks of school. I liked it so much that this year, I assigned them the task. We were gearing up for a field trip to see a play based on the book Seedfolks by Paul Fleischman. I helped prepare them for the story by reading about urban gardens, learning about plants, planting their own tomato plants in little pots made from toilet paper rolls, and more. One day I presented them with several shades and lengths of green construction paper, told them these were their stems, and challenged them to create flowers using our bin of paper scraps.

They outdid themselves.

The flowers were lovely, each as original as its creator. My young students (ages 9-10) decided to write their names on the board to claim their work. They wrote and drew and made more flowers, and I was glad to say Yes to saving their work from the cleaning staff. I knew Di, the cleaner who keeps my room spotless, would love the classroom flower garden as much as I did and would be glad to leave it untouched by rag or vinegar cleaning spray.


When a student moved the week before school let out, she made sure to pick her flower from the board. On the last full day of school, plucking the flowers was a high priority for the young paper gardeners. By then the chalk was getting dusty, but the paper work was as unique as ever. High art? Nope. Just right? Absolutely.

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>Food! Let’s write about food!

>Food. That’s the topic for Scribbit’s monthly writing contest. I haven’t entered in a while; too busy to write, too busy to do more than read a few of the always-wonderful entries. I might enter this time, but meanwhile, I’ll have some fun rereading old posts about food.

Recipes? Nope. I post recipes for their usefulness, not for their prose.

Food is a broad category. Holiday food, maybe.
Thanksgiving thoughts in hindsight: what went well, what didn’t
Thanksgiving again, looking for assistance in whatever form possible

Kitchen gadgets? I listed my favorites here.

Husband and I share the kitchen; we each have our own specialties.

Right now, June being June, time for a break from teaching, I’m focused on the garden and growing food.

Mother-in-law’s memories of her family’s Victory Garden
Farm markets and the new word of the year: locavore
Have a garden? Grow zucchini? Grow too much zucchini?

Finding a post for this topic is going to be fun. I might use an old one, I might write a new one. But no matter what, I’ll enjoy reading the other entries. They’re always fascinating.

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